Titan Journal Entry 1: The First Month of the First Year of Being Awakened by His light: I am awakened. Lungs heavy, eyes burning, ears ringing, muscles stiff. The light of an angel blinds me. The air is sweet here. I don’t have my helmet on. I’m on Earth. My angel is speaking…something is speaking. I can’t concentrate, the sun is bright. My eyes finally focus, I have to squint a bit. The angel appears before me. It’s a Ghost. “Is this real? “ I ask myself. My body is rigid and yet my mind races. Its as if I have been asleep or even dead for a while. The Ghost urges me to my feet. Tells me it’s not safe here. I stand, I feel strong. I flex my fingers, rotate my shoulders, and move my neck from side to side. I feel strong. Rejuvenated. That was my earliest memory of my second coming; since He chose me. I am His instrument of war, His vision of light, His hope. I am…Him? I take comfort in His light. I am safe in His light. I love Him, I kill for Him. I am a Guardian of the light, chosen by Him. There is much I don’t understand and question. I have many questions, all of which I keep to myself. He chose me, but He doesn’t talk to me. What is He? And in turn who am I, what am I? I am a faithful servant chosen to battle the darkness. I have light in me, I feel the light within me. I feel strong. Why do I have to kill to the Fallen? The Cabal? They bleed as I bleed. They fear as I fear. They fight as I fight? We are organic…aren’t we? Are they the chosen warriors of theirs species? Are they like me? I have slaughtered thousands of them. Why? Are their civilizations not as important as mine? Did He chose us and shunned them? Are they trying to gain His favor? I have many questions, some of which are sacrilege even treasonous. I am conflicted and yet I love Him. He gave me light. Am I the light? Each day I grow stronger. I earn a reputation of being ruthless. I kill on site without hesitation. I hunt, I find, I kill, I pillage. Who am I? Titan